My master is invincible

Chapter 65
The so-called slogans are similar to robbers blocking the road and robbing themselves. However, our slogans are pure nonsense. Some outrageous Taoist priests usually shout directly. I don't know, but I know that those Taoist priests who are mourning will yell such a sentence.

After yelling, I held a mourning stick and a small amount of yellow paper in my left hand, and formed a finger in my right hand. I recited the "Infinite Life Sutra" in my mouth, and slowly raised my feet and walked forward. Because it is a living burial, the coffin I can't get up at this time, and they can't carry the coffin until I pass the threshold of the main room.

I took roughly seven steps, and sprinkled some yellow paper on the door. Just as I stepped through the door with my left foot, I shouted loudly: "The Taoist priest is out, and the coffin is going quickly." This sentence is a funeral sentence, which means to tell The Eight Immortals can raise their coffins.

As soon as the words fell, I heard Gao Lao's dull voice, "Yao, two, three, get up", and then I heard some panicked footsteps approaching me. (Note: For living burial, when the coffin is raised, Taoist priests cannot turn back.)
As soon as I heard the sound of footsteps, I breathed a sigh of relief. I was most afraid that something would go wrong when I lifted the coffin. Now that the coffin was lifted safely, it is a good sign.I took a few steps forward, and when the coffin came out of the main room, I slowed down, paralleled Gao Lao, and asked him, "Where is the grave?"

Gao Lao's face was a little pale, and his breathing was a little short. It was obvious that the coffin was a little heavy. He said, "It's not too far. Go straight for about a hundred meters, then turn to the left, and walk some distance up the mountain. mark."

I nodded and looked at Yang Yan. After walking a few steps, he was already sweating profusely. Fortunately, his feet were still stable. It seemed that he would rest soon after lifting. I told Gao Lao, one hundred steps Take a break, I would rather walk slowly than have any problems.

As I said that, I stepped a little faster, put some distance away from Gao Lao and the others, walked to the front and continued to lead the way, while walking, while reciting scriptures, I occasionally motioned to Joyce to sprinkle some yellow paper.

Not to mention, Joyce, a beautiful girl, is quite familiar with the profession of coffin bearers. When I looked over, she immediately understood what it meant, and immediately threw yellow paper. Sometimes, I even doubted that she Not a Gu Master, but a coffin bearer.

One hundred steps is quite easy for me, but it is very difficult for Gao Lao and the eight immortals who carry the coffin. After walking a hundred steps, I asked Joyce to find a flat place and put the two Put a long wooden bench for the Eight Immortals to rest.

The Eight Immortals put the coffin on the bench with great difficulty, and they seemed to collapse. They sat down on the ground and said, "It's so heavy, this living dragon's coffin is so heavy."

I smiled wryly, and didn't have much to say, so I put the mourning stick on the coffin, gave each of them a cigarette, and said in a muffled voice: "Everyone has worked hard, and if you lift it to the top of the mountain, even if you save a life, we will all be happy." Good man, when the time comes, Dr. Yang will definitely express it to everyone, after all, this matter has something to do with him."

As I said that, I turned my head to look at Yang Yan. He was sitting weakly on the ground, gasping for breath. I joked: "Doctor Yang, after lifting the coffin, do you want us eight immortals to come to the town for a meal?"

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" He took a deep breath of cigarettes and coughed violently. Obviously, this long-haired doctor doesn't know how to smoke, and he guessed that he was usually focused on medicine.

We rested for about ten minutes, and continued to carry the coffin. After resting twice, we finally carried the coffin to the foot of the mountain. The mountain in front of me.

This mountain is said to be a mountain, but it’s not really a mountain. It’s a slope at most. It’s not very high. It’s about ten meters high. The strange thing is that these trees are very large and look like they are several decades old.

Logically speaking, some old trees usually appear in deep mountains and old forests. Trees in such places will die after living for seven or eight years at most, but now, trees in such places can grow such Some trees, no one will believe that there is nothing strange in them.

I asked Mr. Gao, "Did you encounter any strange things when digging the grave?"

He looked at me suspiciously, and said, "No, it was very smooth, there was no noise at all, but the digging reached one meter, and the bottom was full of stones, which was very difficult to dig."

As soon as I heard this, I felt something was wrong, and when I thought about it carefully, my face changed. Most of the places where trees grow are soil, and occasionally some stones are normal, but these trees grow on the stones. Subvert my cognition.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Mr. Gao took a puff of his cigarette and asked me.

I frowned and looked at the hillside, and said absently: "It's okay, be careful when you go up the hillside, I will help you support the coffin from behind later, there is no need to read the "Infinite Life Sutra"."

I dare not tell them the truth, mainly because I am afraid that they will be timid. Once people are timid, they will be shocked at the slightest sign of trouble, will be terrified in everything they do, and will lose their usual calmness.

"Don't read the scriptures anymore? Is this okay?" one of the Eight Immortals next to Gao Lao asked.

"It should be fine. We are burying living people this time. It doesn't matter whether the scriptures are read or not. The task now is to bury the coffin as soon as possible." I explained.

"Why do you want to bury it as soon as possible?" Yang Yan interjected.

"There is a saying in the Burial Sutra that the bones of the mounds and the branches of the hills are where the qi follows. Now the qi is strong, and the surrounding aura is also good, especially those trees that grow so big, presumably the trees radiate The qi is also good, let the qi be poured into the coffin, Wang Jie should be saved, I am afraid that once the sun appears, the qi will be scattered by the sun, and if Wang Jie can't be saved by then, the living burial will become a disaster. It’s a funeral.” I lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and blamed myself, if I knew the cemetery was like this, I should have brought the coffin over earlier, and it was my negligence to make it look like this.

After listening to my words, the Eight Immortals fell silent, and no one spoke, but Joyce came over, patted me on the shoulder and said, "I have practiced martial arts for several years, and my strength is somewhat stronger than ordinary men. No, I will also carry the coffin?"

"No, women are yin, and women are taboo in coffins. Once women are allowed to carry the coffin, the coffin will probably become extremely heavy." I shook my head.

"Chen Baxian, it's only early 5 o'clock now, and the sun usually doesn't come out until six o'clock, so there should be enough time, right? Are you worrying too much?" Gao Lao walked over and said a little unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)